They Didn't Call For A Priest
She bit her lips, trying not to make a sound, but it was hard with that prickly fur of the dingo against her back, his balls slapping forward against her, those low-hangers pounding away at her just as hard as his cock did.
The dog side of the moon
They weren't low-hangers, in other words, like some feral dogs have. and his sheath - it wasn't very long, but it was big. thick.
The Farmhouse
I grab the flabby skin just above his low hangers, pulling his balls down a little before giving them a long, slobbery lick. i taste his musky, sweaty balls and moan softly, shivering ever so slightly.
Family Tradition IV: A Big Problem
"good idea, i'd like to get a taste of his low-hangers." the two animals made themselves small again. then they started lapping at the things between his legs. what were they doing? why were they licking his things? did they want to eat him?
Hunted Relentlessly
I had a pair of brown low hangers, now heavier than usual. walking was a treat. i could tell how heavy they were with every step. i dressed my toothbrush and got to it, trying to focus on the task of obtaining a whiter smile.
Fun with Bedtime Hygiene
Kody put hector in a headlock, his spread-leg stance showing off the low-hangers in the jock's pouch. walter checked his muzzle for a nosebleed. "hey mister walter! watch this!"
Terms of service
Grasping those big equine low hangers, the black bull tugged them down hard. stretching them out far away from the young stallion's strong, athletic body.
Treating a Gorgon
The gorgon could only stare with uncontrolled lust at that large cock and it's frame of impressive low hangers. the equine grinned as he held his dick in his hand, and slowly approached the trembling gorgon.
Urban Adventures...
He squealed as those bruce jerked that cold steel cord tight around his low hangers. and then reached up grabbing the controls for that over head crane, the motor whirred as it pulled the slack up.
Morning Wake-up Call
I pulled on his low hangers and got him to grunt a bit. as i lapped at his pre i knew he was getting close.
Roommate Bull-y: Chapter 1
He fondled the fat low hangers, feeling them rise up a bit as al moaned, roughly pulling out and quickly shoving back in. al had been slow but unyielding, now he was rough.
Roommate Bull-y Prologue
Nat wasn't certain the peek of hole he saw when alan bent down to lift up the jock was real, but the clear flash of his low hangers and girthy tube was certainly real.